Category Lessons

The other evening while watching a football game (ok I wasnt watching I was barely even listening) but in between chapters I overheard one of the announcers say something along the lines of “where is Estonia anyway?”.

Your first time living alone will bring lots of surprises. Things you never even thought to be prepared for, will suddenly come up and leave you feeling lost, and quite frankly like a teeny tiny child who is missing cuddly BooBoo the Teddy Bear.

No one plans to get sick, but being prepared with some of the essentials can make it go from “oh man life is the worst” to just plain “ugh”. Even if you don’t live alone there’s a good chance you’ll get sick while your partner or roommate is out of town and you’re left to fend for your own snotty sneezy whiny butt.

One of the inspirations I had for writing this blog was those awkward moments in conversation with people who seem to know EVERYTHING and you start getting lost, to the point where they drop references or make jokes about concepts you’ve never even heard of. Like “oh it was like the time Sir Jiminey el Cricketo bungled the major battle of 1774 and lost the Whositwhatsit! HAHA!”.

In my opinion, one of the worst feelings is feeling stupid or inferior to someone. I’ve gotten better on calling people out and just saying “I have no idea what you’re talking about” but sometimes people don’t even give you a chance, or it’s someone like your boss’s partner and you want to pretend you’re the knower of all things and make a good impression. Then it’s left up to your trusty memory to go home and google that thing. Chances are you either forget or are just too lazy (ahem…definitely not me…)

We’ve all been there, scrolling through Facebook and getting more pissed off by the minute. With all of the terrible grammar in peoples statuses, the ignorant ‘political’ posts, the terribly sexist comics you decide to just give up entirely and delete it.

Well that works for a few days or weeks (depending on how stubborn and strong willed you are) but finally you give up and sign in. And maybe this time you are able to just shake your head and laugh at the … ahem… “uniqueness” of your friends and acquaintances but more than likely that wonderful sense of humor only lasts for a few minutes before you feel the rage and exasperation creeping up inside of you. I dont know about you but when I get that feeling I manage to convince myself that pizza is the only way to fix the rage.